Lord of the Oasis

"Do you know why we are taking you to the island?" Kant asked Raphael, looking at him.

"I know." Raphael lowered his eyes and said, "I want me to find out the island forces hidden in the dark for you."

Kant was silent for a while after hearing Raphael's answer, and then said, "Will you do this for us?"

Raphael fell silent, and did not answer Kant's question. Instead, he asked: "If I don't agree, will you let me go?"

"No." Kant denied without a wave: "We will set you as a bait and try our best to elicit the leader of the forces that issued the hunt command."

Raphael looked up and looked at Kant, his eyes full of despair. He closed his eyes and asked, "Why do you want me to talk about this?"

"Because I want to give you a chance to choose." Kant said: "Is it going to carry on human life, or use your **** hands to atone for the sins."

"I see." The expression on Raphael's face became complicated, and he said to Kant: "I will cooperate with you."

"Well." Kant stood up and looked down at Raphael. "We won't put too much pressure on you, you just have to follow the crowd."

After leaving this sentence, Kant left the deck and walked towards his cabin.

"Following the waves" Raphael raised his right wrist in front of him, exposing his fangs and biting down.

But at the end, he kept his strength, leaving only a slightly deep tooth mark on the skin.

Hot tears overflowed from Raphael's eye sockets and dripped onto his arms.

"It's really hard to live"

Under the moonlight, Raphael's figure trembled with a sobbing motion.

The people in the venue gradually became quiet.

The lights on the podium gathered in one place.

A fat little dwarf came to the podium and presided over: "Welcome everyone who stands on the opposite side of the dark side to come here and listen to this speech. Since everyone is here, then let's start quickly. First, I asked Master Isaac to come on stage and make a presentation for us."

The dwarf's status was good, and as soon as he stood on the stage, the people on the stage became quiet.

"Isaac? Who is it?" Able blurted out.

At this time, a burly middle-aged man walked onto the podium in the eyes of everyone.

The dress he was wearing seemed to be one size smaller, and the fabric was fully attached to his muscles, so that people could see his shapely perfect figure at a glance.

"Sturdy." The elf soldier exclaimed.

"That's the second young master of the Dragon family, although not an orthodox heir. But being able to attend in such a place has already given the Dwarf's host a great face." An angel sitting behind Ebber intentionally or unintentionally Chimed in.

"Dragon Race?" Able was shocked, remembering the encounter in the Dragon Race before going to the volcano.

"Good evening, everyone." Isaac greeted him, his mouth like an ancient clock, and the sound he made always haunted everyone's ears.

At this point the spotlight hit his face, and Abel just glanced at the small scales on his skin.

"Dragons can be transformed into this way!" the elf soldier surprised.

In his impression, the dragon clan should be living in a rock cave, and when hunting, they will scream in the presence of ancient behemoths in the sky.

"Dragons will have many spells, and there are tricks to be around, it's not surprising." Able said softly.

Only, why do they participate in such occasions? Able knocked on the audience before the opening. Except for Bimon, who devoured the world, the island's rogue races were almost all together.

"Everyone knows that a month ago, our dragon clan woke up early from the scheduled dormant period." Isaac said expressionlessly: "And found that the'Yalong' in the territory has been encircled and exterminated. Passing us The investigation was made by some people on the island who were making waves on the dark side and wanted to borrow our sword to destroy the dwarves who were in power within the clan."

"What?" The audience exclaimed. After all, the clarified news had not reached the island, so many people heard it for the first time.

"We have identified the traitor with the strategy of the foreigner." Isaac threw a heavy weight, said: "And in the interrogation, got the list of people involved in this operation."

After hearing this, Able breathed. The dragons moved too fast, and the development of the matter had thrown away a large amount of information that Able held in his hands.

"When the meeting is over, I will send the list to everyone. I hope everyone can report to their superiors and let them clean up in time." Isaac said indifferently: "My speech is over."

From beginning to end, Isaac's expression was very cold.

"This meeting is so interesting!" the man sitting next to Able shouted excitedly.

"Boss, will the list mentioned in this population also be sent to us?" the elf soldier questioned.

"I don't know." Able responded. Then I looked around and found that everyone was very happy.

In the applause and cheers, Isaac went straight down the stage and disappeared behind the curtain.

Able looked at his back, his eyes full of doubts: Why did he distribute the list he had worked hard to the people present? The behavior of the Dragons is indeed very decisive, but this time it is too bold.

Next, several representatives of various ethnic groups appeared on the rostrum to speak.

Able listened carefully at the end until everyone left the seat ~ www.readwn.com ~ went to a corner under the podium. Able then stood up and walked over.

A thin dwarf was asking everyone to write down their names and ages to the roster on the table.

"Is this a ceremony to participate in this meeting?" The elf soldier hesitated to write down his real name.

"Since I have come here to hear so much, let's do it according to their rules," Able ordered.

As he said he leaned over and wrote his real name in Esperanto on paper. When returning the pen to the dwarf, the dwarf looked at him and said, "Are you an elf?"

"Yes." Able raised his head and responded.

The dwarf's expression became strange, and Able was not used to seeing his eyes. Immediately stepped out of the queue.

As he walked to the door, Able heard the elf soldiers behind him shouting, "Boss, you forgot to take something."

"What?" Able touched his pocket and asked, turning around suspiciously.